Story time! You want to know what we crazy people in Baby's adda get up to? Then keep reading this collab story we wrote in our last AT.

Our boys are even ready to tell their tale if you are ready to listen to it.

A shorter part - but you get lovely shayries, too 😉
Why Puppies Are A Bad Idea.
Part V.
"Which bag pumpkin?" Shivaaye tried to sound as honest as possible. Lying was not difficult for him, he did that often to get upper hand in business, but lying to Rudra was lying to yourself, or probably more difficult
"The bag that Swetlana aunty gave me in the hospital" Rudra knew that Swetlana had asked him not to tell about that to anyone especially his brothers, but his heart did not allow him to hide anything from these two. It was like his heart told him that if he is with them nothing wrong could happen
"She is not your aunty", Om replied curtly. He himself got startled at this line, he just hoped that the lady doesn't turn out to be the mother of Rudra. He could not face Rudra anymore and left the room
"Did I again do some mistake Bhaiyya", Rudra said "Why is O angry to me. I don't want either of you to get angry to me"
"Of course not Rudra", Shivaaye said while caressing him, "You know that he doesn't like that lady so he never wants us to interact with her. He is very possessive about us"
"Oh, even I am possessive about you both", Rudra now had a smile in his face, "I so much hate when that girl Saumya calls you both as Bhaiyya. Only I have the right on you both."
"Is there even a doubt on that." Shivaaye replied, "But now lets finish this topic and come we shall have lunch together"
"You go, meanwhile I will search for bag that Swetlana had given me" Rudra replied
Shivaaye wanted to divert his mind, but then thought otherwise, he understood that Rudra has complete trust on them and he didn't want any suspicion by over restrictions
Shivaaye went to the kitchen to find Om cooking something "You are cooking without me?" asked Shivaaye , "Yes why cant I?", replied Om, "May be I am not a chef like you, but being your assistant I have learned to prepare your dishes atleast". "Yes, and that is why you left the room right?" said Shivaaye. Om put his gaze down. "I am sorry Shivaaye, but I am very much afraid.", he replied "I love Rudra more than my life, but my hatred for Swetlana is not any less. What if Rudra realy is Swetlana's son, won't my hatred would surpass my love, I am feeling so guilty I cant even face Rudra. I am the worst brother in this world"
"You know, I really want to hit you right now."
Surprised, Om turned around fully to face Shivaay, the cooking spoon slipping from his loose grip. Although, Shivaay had said it in a light, almost amused tone there was real, raw anger reflected within his features. A kind of anger Om rarely was at the receiving end of and for a split second the urge to take a step back overwhelmed him. He swallowed around the thick lump in his throat and straightened his shoulders.
"Why?"
Shivaay crossed his arms over his chest, pinched his eyes closed and took a few deep, calming breaths. When he looked back toward him, the anger was but a dark shadow being covered by his controled composure. Shivaay walked forward and grabbed both his shoulders in a tight grip. "Because of the nonsense you utter. I know how much you hate that woman. But ask yourself, ask yourself seriously, does something like hatred equal your love for your brother? Him being her son - will it change the years we have spent together, cared for each other? Will it change our bond in any way?"
Om lowered his gaze as a wave of shame washed over him. Of course not.
Shivaay let go of him and stepped back. "Om, you better get a grip of yourself or I will investigate this matter alone. Got that?"
Om took a deep breath to calm himself then looked amusingly at Shivaay "Don't even think about it Shivaay. You're not Rudra's only brother you know".
Shivaay chuckled. "No. But I'm the best Bhaiyya. You're just the best O", he replied, smiling smugly.
Om rolled his eyes at that. "Oh, please. That was when he was what, 6? 7? I'm sure he's changed his mind now. Whose room did he sleep in all those nights when you were in Cambridge? Who actually learned to cook his favourite dishes while you were gone? If that doesn't get me best bhai, I don't know what will".
"Hmmm...imitations can't be better than the original. I am his Superman you know."
"And I'm his Batman. Then he can be my sidekick".
"Rubin?" Shivaay said, and they both broke out in laughter, the tension they've been holding easing out of them.
"Thanks Shivaay. I've been an idiot, haven't I?" Om sighed.
"Yeah, but not more than usual", Shivaay smiled. "So, Bat Om, where do we start our investigation?".
Om-- I don't know Shivaaye, I just want that woman to be away from my brother
Shivaaye-- Ok don't strain your mind by thinking about her, first lets go to Rudra we could think of the plan later
Om and Shivaaye entered Rudra's room to find him sitting with the bag
Shivaaye: So you finally found the bag, where was it?
Rudra-- It was here below this bed, I remember I had kept it there
Om-- Great so now that you have got your prized possession, shall we eat something
Rudra-- No you people need to help me find that letter/
"Letter??" Om and Shivaaye said in unison,
Rudra -- "Yes there was a letter in this book which Swetlana aunty had given me", then he suddenly looked at Omkara and corrected himself, "I mean that lady had given me"
So there was only one loose sheet, Shivaaye made a mental note.
"Is it not there??" Om said lovingly, "But was it so important?"
"I have no clue O", Rudra replied, "I just remember that I had just read one line, "something like you are a part..." and then I fainted"
So Rudra had fainted reading that letter. Om was more determined to clear this mystery now. He cleared a lump in his throat and said "Don't worry it might have been dusted away, but tomorrow, you could ask her to give you that letter again when we meet her. "What?", he continued on after looking at the surprised expression of Shivaaye and Rudra, "How can I not meet someone whom Rudy likes?".
"Meet Svetlana? Are you serious?"
Om rolled his eyes at Shivaay. How many times was he going to repeat the question? Honestly. He stared down at Rudra's sleeping form in between them, his head resting on Shivaay's thigh while his right fingers were entangled with Om's, and made sure that they were not disturbing him. "Yes. Why not?"
"I don't think that is such a good idea," Shivaay replied without waiting. "Better keep Rudra as far away from her as possible. What are you even going to do by getting them to meet?"
"I..." Om trailed off and averted his gaze, realizing that he had no idea. It had been a sudden thought. An idea striking him but not fully formed. Damn.
"You know what? You look at that book and see fi you find any more clues. Names, lines, anything."
"And you?" Om asked warily, focusing his attention back toward his brother.
Shivaay hand, which had been caressing Rudra's hair, stopped in its movements. "I'll do a DNA test."
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"Did you get to see him today? How is he? Is he.."
Svet raised her hands and smiled. "One question at a time, darling. No, I didn't get to see him today. I asked around and apparently he had a nasty attack yesterday".
The young man Svet was talking too frowned at the news. "Another attack? What have they been doing with him? Why wasn't he taken care of properly? If he was with me..".
"You wouldn't have let any harm come to him", Svet said, smiling indulgently. "I know, love. I know".
The young man sighed heavily. "I just..I don't know how long I can keep this up. How long I can stand this. He's so near, yet still out of reach. I just want to storm into that bloody house and take him away. I have the right to, don't I?"
Svet came closer to the young man, put one hand on his arm too soothe him and then reached up to lovingly caress his hair. "You do, love. You have more right to him than those Oberois. We both have rights on him. Be patient. We need time to perfect our plan. Soon, our darling Rudy will be with us. He will be right where he belongs".
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Myself:
For the world a brother simply acts impulsively,
For them he caresses his hair most lovingly.
Sambhala unnu ne jab darr gaya unka Baby,
Aur thaan liya ke rakhenge isse dhoor har ek lady.
Nashe mein hai dhooba sara jahaan,
Aur yahan jazbaaton ka nasha hai in dono ke dilon mein rawan.
Sam:
O sochta hai Kaise hai ye bala
Baby kyu mujse chipak jaata hai like a Koala.
Kar nahi sakta koi baby pe vaar
kyunki ShivKara karte hai usko itna pyaar.
Baby ko pasand hai O ko satana
Resist nahi kia jaata usse O ka roop mastana.
Baby ko pasand hai todna saare protocols
Tabhi to mila di usne punch mei alcohol.
Sab kehte hai baby ko crazy
But more than crazy he is lazy.
Baby is a like a drop of water in sookha Land
Dur nahi rakh sakta Om se vo apne hands.
Jitni karti hai OmRu ek dusri ki care
sab jodis unke saamne fail ho jaye I swear.
Ru ne khilaya shivaay ko paan
Par nahi hoga shivaay usse naraaz,kyunki baby hai uski jaan.
Sab samjhte hai baby ko cartoon
But uske bros jante hai ki he is more precious than a moon.
Obbros jab aate hai to sab ho jaata hai still
KuLKuLee karte hai apniapni chemistry se kill.
Preet:
Karwaana hai Rudra ko bhiayya and Tia ka Milan
Karwaana hai Rudra ko bhiayya and Tia ka Milan
Chahe rakhne pade uske liye dil pe kitne bhi Cushion.
Kar deta hai wo saare pane dar ko dismiss
Mil jaaye jo usko Bhaiyon ki Pinky Promise.
Saari duniya bhale hi kare usko blame
Saari duniya bhale hi kare usko blame
Jo bhai hain uske saath to usko nhi koi shame.
Bahut saara hai pyaar unme aur takraar hai thodi
Aise hi nnahi bane hai OmRu Hotstar ki top fictional jodi.
Dar lage par uski shout hoti hai bahut loud
Aur bhiayon ki tareef per feel karta hai wo proud.
Bhaiyyas to the ho ab deti hain didis bhi maar
Bhaiyyas to the ho ab deti hain didis bhi maar
Phir bhi usko ho jaata hai har kisi se pyaar.
Lila:
Rudr ne pilaaya sab ko acoholic drink
Rudr ne pilaaya sab ko alcoholic drink
O ab sota hai with cushions jo hai pink.
Shivaay ne shak ki nazron se kiya OmRu ko glance
Shivaay ne shak ki nazron se kiya OmRu ko glance
Rudra ne Omkara pe maara chance par dance.
Jab Ru ke haat aaye on O's hair
Dono ne kiya ek dusre ki aankhon mein stare
Uss look ne sara pyaar unka kar diya bare
My heart went into cardiac arrest, I swear.
Sue:
The pranksters gave him quite a scare,
All because of a silly dare.
Poor baby was in such despair,
ShivKara can't leave the bed they share.
They say ignorance truly is bliss,
Rudra keeps acting like nothing is amiss.
But this feeling of dread, he can't quite dismiss,
What if one day Om breaks his pinky promise?
Edited by .bintAli. - 8 years ago